The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1887-05-05
ARTHUR vINToN.
A Swain of Low Degree Who
Presumed Too Little.

"Aren't youa little too kind TO that young
man, Lindsayl'
Lindsay Bell, who was standing by a
table, busy modelling a figure in gray clay,
walked back step, looking at her work
with critical air, then proceeding to make
some slight alteration, said cody: "What
young man do You mean, Minniel Is it that
boy who brings the clayln
''Exactly,r replied abe elder lady shortly;
THAT boy who brings the clay.'n
"A nice child, remarked the young artist
cheerfully.
"Childr' cried her friend and chaperone
Substantially. "You call man OF twenty
one or two years old a childn
"Ceia Depend, ma eheTe; in the present in
stance, do. He is mere infant, while /,
let me remind you, am widow aged twenty
threen
sand look eighteen.n
Il am old enough to be the boys auntie,r
continued pretty Lindsay Bell, ignoring the
interruption; ~ like him; he admires me i;
why shouldn't l be kind to himl,
Take care. l remember once before
when you was girl in your teens you had
lover who was still younger, and you
talked then as you do now. Have you for
gotten how wild with grief you were when
he shot himself on your marriage day.n
81 was a goose, ? replied Mrs. Bell quietly.
ssHe didn't kill himself, or even infiict a
serious wound. 1t was bit Of melodrama
He is happily married now and is none the
worse for pink scar on his forehead
was young and believing in those days. I've
got sense now. Besides, If you talk about
such young men as possible lovers for a
woman in my walk Of life, what am to do
about getting more clayi Can't / say a
kind word to pale, yellow-haired lad with
spirituelle expression which interests me,
without having you pounce ON me as if /
were trying to fiirt with him. Have ever
been undignified enough to flirt with a man
beneath me in stationl
s'N-o,r slowly admitted her friend; s'but
there is no telling when you may begin
This very quiet life we are leading does not
suit you, Lindsay, and the fact is, am a
little afraid you may get into mischiefn
Saying this, she left the room; and the
young artist, after smiling scornfully, and
working with careless rapidly for mo-
ment, threw down her implement, and
walking to the window, fell into profound
reverie.
There was lovely view. The house stood
high on green hill, with mountains rising
higher all around 1t. Below lay the peaceful
village with the white church spires I;
nearly opposite on another hill, little TO
the right, was an old, neglected cemetery,
and II was there that Lindsay's eyes rested.
Something attracted her in the somber
pines and cedars which waved darlSly,
sadly over the forgotten graves. The after
noon shadows grew deeper and longer as she
stood watching them.
s'Minnie has upset me with her interfer-
ing nonsense" she said TO herself at last !;
II will run over to the old ce metery and get
myself Gained down. Butt she reflected,
Us she threw on her hat and went her way,
II ought not to feel SO irritated. She means
well enough, and she is quite right 1 am
going too far with that boy; fear / may
already have gone too far Yet ! meant
only to be kind to lonely lad whose refined
face and manners seemed little remark
able in one VINO must have had few advan-
fnges Heigholif he had but been Of my
own class then, making a gesture OF
annoyance, Lindsay Bell, she murmured.
half aloud. ''are you insanei Would you,
could you love "A swain Of low degreef y
and alasl her heart replied that she both
would and could, and that, what was more,
she did! This was startling.
Opening the clumsy little gate, half
broken on its hinges, she wendell her way
Through the thick underground and tall,
fierce lilies. over the fallen tombstones and
.fitfened graves, for there were no paths
Icfi. until She reached retired spot, shaded
even to gloom. where two low, thick, heavy
granite hendstonos side by side resisted the
years that had destroyed the fairer marble.
on one Of them she sat down.
The stiffness was broken once or twice
BY slight rnstliDg sound; but, losti medi-
faf,cn she either did not hear IL or, perhaps.